Funky Fresh Dressed (Explicit LP Version)

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It's very necessary on the contrary
No you do not scare me is you drinkin' Bloody Mary
But sh*t you betta hurry before I have to bury
My attitude is *****y 'cuz my period is heavy
I used to drive a Chevy put twenties on that baby

My ni**a was the sh*t but then that stupid ni**a left me
And now I'm lovin' Larry but Larry go with Terri
And Terri is a freak but it's his baby she will carry
The life he live's a fairy cartoon like Tom and Jerry
My flow is legendary and your style is temporary
Yeah you need to worry like Jason it gets scary
The words that I spit don't fit in that category
Is my vision blurry My speech is very slurry
Me without Tim is like Jamaicans with no curry
And yes it's necessary so hurry ni**a hurry
'Cuz when this album drops you whack MC's will all get buried
Funky fresh dressed to impress ready to party
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Your style's very crummy that's why you have no money
You always looking bummy I don't care if you don't love me
Don't try to come before me unless you are a dummy
Repeat you'll lose your teeth and I would hate to call you gummy
Rainy or sunny battle no way honey
This not a game of Hide-and-Seek go call ya mummy
It's about get so ugly and I'ma keep y'all runnin'
Hiding from me 'cuz you know you are weak
You ain't sayin' nothin' I keep it jumpin' jumpin'
In your Kenwoods I'm bumpin' sumthin' in ya trunk'n
You can say I'm buggin' 'cuz when I come out bustin'
That's why y'all be discussin' who I like and who I'm ****in'
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C'mon c'mon
C'mon c'mon
C'mon c'mon
Fickidy uh uh uh
C'mon c'mon
C'mon c'mon

I had a little homie named Paul Revere
Smokes blunt after blunt guzzled 40's of beer
He used to swear up and down every first of the year
He was gon' quit smokin' but he never did
Watch y'all huskey it's about that time
Gettin' ready for the club 'round quarter 'til nine
Couple bottles of hypnotic in the back of the ride
Might spit like a girl but I hit like a guy
Me and Missy ballin' up the Avenue
Funky fresh dressed to impress we mackin' dudes
Music biz only reason I ain't jackin' fools
You know b******t walk and stackin' rules

Niggas keeps drawin' the streets keep callin'
Drink 'til I'm nice and uh uh-uh on'n

I'm bad luck y'all mad 'cuz y'all suck
Please do not try to **** with this young duck
Please do not try to **** with this young duck

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